With bangs, Wang Xuan was shot in the chest, neck, and legs. His forehead was also going to be shot, but Wang Xuan tried his best to turn his head in the air and avoided the bullets that were shot there.
The whole world seemed to be quiet. People saw that Wang Xuan's body was shaking continuously in mid-air. Experienced people knew that he was shot, and was shot continuously. His body was being strafed.
Wu Yin turned her head slightly, unable to bear to watch such a tragic thing.
Old Wu sighed when he saw Wang Xuan being shot repeatedly, losing his balance and falling to the ground.
In the courtyard next to it, a middle-aged man standing in front of the window said, "This is an era of brilliant science and technology after all. Even if you practice the old skills to this level, you can't avoid the attacks of modern weapons."
At this moment, many people cried out in shock, feeling sorry for Wang Xuan. How could such a powerful young man in the field of traditional arts be shot and killed by someone?
There were also people who watched everything quietly in the rainy night and felt that everything was normal. Times had changed and no matter how powerful the old skills were, they could not stop the technological weapons.
In the eyes of some people, it was just like when Wang Xuan and Qingmu carried energy cannons and smashed several powerful enemies in succession. Both new and old techniques were suppressed by modern weapons.
Someone calmly said, "In this era, what is the meaning of individual strength?"
Representatives from some large organizations were present and watched from afar. Although some sympathized with Wang Xuan, they also believed that this was an inevitable trend in the future.
In this era, nothing can challenge technology and it is difficult to shake the status of the chaebols.
After Wang Xuan fell to the ground, he did not move for a while.
He felt a stinging pain in his body, but it was not serious. The bullet had penetrated less than half a centimeter into his flesh and blood, and had not penetrated completely. He exerted a little force, and all the bullets in his neck, chest, thighs and other parts were knocked out, and a little blood appeared on his skin.
It is not a high-energy weapon with great lethality. That kind of thing cannot be brought into the manor. This is an ordinary gun assembled in a hurry and it is difficult to pose a real threat to Wang Xuan.
"It seems that I still need to practice the Golden Body Technique!" After falling to the ground, Wang Xuan pretended to be dead, using every opportunity to delay time so that his hot body could recover.
Some people couldn't help but sigh when they saw him fall to the ground and never get up again.
"How could someone among the guests be so ruthless? Go kill him!" The people who practiced the old skills came to their senses. One of them roared and took the lead to go to the attic where the gun was shot and kill people.
"If he hadn't happened to jump into the air, with his strength at this level, it would have been possible for him to avoid the bullet in advance!" someone sighed.
A chaebol man stood in the rain and after witnessing all this, he spoke calmly and calmly: "This is the age of science and technology after all. No matter what you practice, it is just a technique and cannot rise to the level of 'Tao'. Science and technology is the Tao and it is in our hands."
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During this period, Aoki contacted the expedition organization and requisitioned a small spaceship, which was hiding in the distance, preparing to make a ruthless move and kill the number one figure in the new art field.
He lay quietly, waiting for his chance, wanting to deal a fatal blow to the blond old man at the last moment.
Since others have come to kill him, he naturally won't be polite and will fight openly. He will use any means necessary to send the blond old man in the extraordinary realm to his death.
However, he waited for a long time and found that his master was fighting fiercely with the blond old man and was entangled with him. He was afraid that if an energy cannon was fired, his master would be killed as well.
"What, Wang Xuan was shot?" Qingmu felt like his scalp was about to explode after receiving the news unexpectedly. If Wang Xuan died, even if he killed the number one figure in the new art field tonight, he would not feel that his record was brilliant.
"Isn't every guest coming in and out carefully checked? No hot weapons are allowed!" Aoki's eyes were red.
When he learned that it was not an energy weapon but just a firearm that someone had temporarily assembled, his anxiety and fear instantly cooled down and he was not so worried anymore.
He already knew that Wang Xuan had practiced the Golden Body Technique to the sixth level. He had witnessed with his own eyes in Lao Chen's ward that Wang Xuan's face had peeling skin more than once, and he was extremely envious at the time.
"Blow up that attic!" Aoki was murderous and ordered people to deal with the attackers.
But he calmed down in an instant, thinking that some representatives of various parties lived there, and to avoid chaos, panic, escape, and stampede, he quickly changed his mind and said, "Don't make a big noise, block the place, shoot them one by one, but don't kill them, and investigate thoroughly!"
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It was not until two powerful enemies approached that Wang Xuan suddenly stood up and rushed to an attic where the bullet was fired from.
It wasn't a new enemy, but a guest from earlier who attacked him at a critical moment, making him even more murderous. He had to get rid of him first no matter what!
Within half a minute, he could no longer use the physical skills in the golden book, so he could use this person as a target!
"He was hit by so many bullets, but he still survived? It was as if he was not injured at all!" Zhong Cheng was very surprised and felt it was incredible.
Beside his sister, the old man who had mastered the Snake-Crane Eight-Handed Fighting Technique said in a trembling voice, "What kind of physical skill did he practice? The secret method of the Taoist ancestral temple, or did he master the Buddhist 'Vajra Body' and actually withstand it with his physical body?!"
Wang Xuan suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the attic like a vigorous dragon, shocking many people. For modern people, this scene is very shocking.
"He was shot but not dead?" Most of the people in the rain were shocked and found it unbelievable.
Old Wu was also quite surprised. To what level had this Little Wang mastered the old skills?
"Xiao Wang is not dead. This is really... a miracle. How did he do it?!" Wu Yin was shocked, and then showed joy. She felt that this young man was shrouded in mystery.
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